Willie going
to chair as proud man

Copyright 1984 The Times-Picayune. All rights reserved.
Reprinted with permission of the Times-Picayune.
December 27, 1984

By Jason DeParleStaff writer

ANGOLA, La. -- Like most condemned men, Robert Lee Willie has a few
regrets.

"If I could live my life over, I'd join a terrorist organization," he said in
a recent interview.

For Willie, scheduled to die early Friday morning for the rape and murder of
18-year-old Faith Hathaway in 1980, the statement is a characteristic display
of verbal bravado and disdain for authority.

Many of the state's condemned men speak in sorrowful terms of lives gone
astray. But after leaving at least two women raped, two people dead and
another paralyzed, Willie said he's going to the chair with his head held
high.

"Electric chair don't worry me, man," said the 26-year-old Covington man. "I
have a lot of pride, I don't run from nothing."

By his own description, Willie has lived the life of a backwoods derelict
whose acts of terror stemmed from boredom more than anger. He came of age in
St. Tammany Parish barrooms, dedicated himself to alcohol, drugs, women, and
his own defiant notions of manhood.

Nothing, it seems, is as important to him as his manhood.

"I come here from Marion, Ill., the maximum securitiest penitentiary in the
country," Willie said. "Ninety percent of the convicts here couldn't make it
where I come from."

"You have real convicts there -- escape risks, trouble makers," he said. "I
established myself as a man and as a convict."

Following crime tradition

In establishing himself as a convict, Willie has followed a family
tradition. His father, John Willie, spent 27 of his 53 years behind bars,
serving sentences for cattle theft, aggravated battery and manslaughter. John
Willie began serving time when Robert was 2 years old.

"My father had a reputation as someone you didn't mess with," Willie said.
"If you messed with John Willie, he'd shoot you."

With his father at Angola, Willie was raised by his mother and stepfather and
spent a lot of time living with relatives. But Willie bristles at the
suggestion that he's a product of a broken home.

"I was brought up in a good family," he said. "My family's not to blame for
nothing."

Willie said his early life was filled with mischief, such as throwing eggs at
police cars, stealing cigarettes and drinking beer. By the time he was 13, he
was in reform school for stealing horses. He quit school at age 16, a
ninth-grade dropout.

"I hung around just old hippies," he said. "I was smoking marijuana around
13. I was into heavy drugs around 16. That's when I left home.

"I run with dudes mostly older that me," he said. "I guess that's why I know
so much about stuff."

For the next few years, Willie said, he supported himself by driving a truck,
working on a river boat, selling drugs, and stealing.

He said he got $8,000 from a bank robbery and moved to Florida to spend the
money. He beat and drowned a man and stole $10,000 worth of marijuana,
confessing to the crime years later, only after being convicted of Hathaway's
murder.

He got caught in a St. Tammany Parish burglary and spend six months in
prison.

Shortly after Willie's release, sheriff's deputies found him in a bar and
arrested him for violating his probation. Willie jumped off the prison roof
and escaped, but after a day of freedom he was arrested again. He served a
year on the escape charge and walked out a free man on Christmas Eve, 1979.

That night he ran into Joseph Jesse Vaccaro, a friend from jail.

"We went out and got a drink, just started partying," Willie said. "We
partied for weeks at a time. Every bar that was open after midnight, we'd be
there."

"I bought some pounds (of marijuana), started selling bags. Just lived off
the dope income, you know."

Five months later, Willie and Vaccaro came upon Hathaway, who was celebrating
the night before she was scheduled to enter the Army.

"We got loaded one night man about 4:30 in the morning. We was gonna rob this
store, a Time Saver in Mandeville, but too many people was there so we blowed
it off. I had a sawed off shotgun."

"We see this broad walking along the side to the road so I asked her did she
want a ride." Willie said.

Willie and Vaccaro blindfolded her, raped her once in the back of their Ford,
and drove her to a remote wooded area.

"I helped her down the hill so she wouldn't fall because she had the blindfold
on," Willie said. "She just kept saying 'I won't identify y'all or nothing.'
She kept saying 'don't hurt me.'"

Willie and Vaccaro offer differing accounts of what happened next, blaming
each other for the 17 stab wounds that took Hathaway's life.

"He raped her again," Willie said. "The next thing you know he pulls out his
knife and starts stabbing her. She grabbed the knife, man. It cut about
three fingers."

"He said, 'hold her hands,' you know. So I grabbed her hands, man," Willie
said. "I was real scared. It freaked me out."

At trial, however, Vaccaro said that Willie was the killer. Willie "jugged
her and jugged her until she begged us to kill her," Vaccaro said.

'Stayed drunk and loaded'

Willie said he went home and soothed his fears with a six-pack of beer. That
evening, he and Vaccaro were cruising again.

"We stayed drunk and loaded, doing drugs," he said. "I was averaging two
fifths of Jack Daniel's a day. We bought a whole lot of hits of acid. You
could imagine."

Armed with a sawed-off shotgun and a pistol, they robbed a traveler at an
interstate rest area.

Several days later they fell upon 20-year-old Mark Brewster of Madisonville
and his 16-year-old girlfriend, parked in a lovers' lane.

Vaccaro and Willie kidnapped the couple and drove them to Alabama, raping the
girl along the way. Willie led Brewster in to the woods, planning, he said,
simply to tie him up.

"We wasn't planning on hurting him until he got kind of smart, you know,"
Willie said. "Got to making all kinds of demands. He demanded to be let go.

"I had a little pocket knife," Willie said. "I cut his throat. I stabbed him
in the side.

"He slumped over and I kept wondering, 'Man, is this dude dead or what?'"
Willie said. Then he'd raise back up, like 'I'm still alive, ass----.'"

Vaccaro shot Brewster and the two men left him for dead. Brewster survived,
but is paralyzed below the waist.

Willie and Vaccaro drove the girl back to Louisiana, kept her overnight, and
raped her again before releasing her.

Willie and Vaccaro fled to Arkansas, where they were soon arrested.

A St. Tammany Parish jury, believing Vaccaro's version of events, sentenced
Willie to die for the Hathaway murder. Vaccaro was sentenced to life.

Willie mocked the death sentence by placing a tattoo of the Reaper on his
chest -- a hooded marauder wielding a knife and a flaming hourglass.

Back on trial on the kidnapping and rape charges, for which he drew three
30-year sentences in the Illinois federal prison and two life sentences from
the state, Willie blew kisses to the girl, and drew his finger across his
throat in menacing fashion when Brewster took the stand. But these days,
Willie says, he wishes the two of them well.

While many men have gone to the chair strengthened by the Bible, Willie goes
fortified by his own sense of uncompromised manhood.

He said any form of authority is an assault on manhood. So he rails at the
state and decries what he calls governmental tyranny.

"You could have everything you want in the free world -- women, cars, houses,
land," he says. "But who hounds you all the time to give them something? The
government. That's why I'd become a terrorist. I'd try to change this
country."

Willie sometimes says he's sorry for his crimes, but says he can't understand
"why everybody keeps bringing it up and bringing it up."

"Hey man, them people's dead," he said. "You ain't gonna bring them back by
taking about it."

He thinks his sins are forgiving because "God gave his son for them," and he
says he's going to the chair satisfied with the life he's lived.

"I've wasted it, but I've also enjoyed it. I've lived a good life. Some
people might not necessarily agree with that comment," he said.

"People say I'm an animal," he said. "But they wouldn't say it to my face."